some things here in france don't make sense to my way of thinking. illegal rubbish dumps, decay and in the most general sense the ravages of time have left their marks on more or less every town here in the countryside. so why, this being the case, should a municipality ever invest in such a wonderfully illuminated, every evening completely unoccupied car park?
darkness
round-about orange-blue
whereas i'm currently busy all the day long, i only have the possibility to capture the beautiful environment of southern france in the early morning or late in the evening. since i actually prefer to sleep as long as possible in the morning (as everybody of you does probably), only the evenings are left in the basket. doesn't matter, as long as the light and the colours stay that fantastic i'll proceed with portraying the french landscape at dusk.
living in clover
days are long this week. today we were cordially invited to a workmate's place. he, his wife and the two dogs cared lovingly for us. an appetiser, two courses of fish and dessert were served. i've to admit that to a certain extent they really live in clover here, or like people would say in germany: living like god in france.
french countryside din(n)er
france. blue hour, somewhere in the countryside. in search of a venue for dinner we ended up at a arguably typical burger stand what was a completely new area for me: i'd really not expected to find a wheeled fast food restaurant in the middle of nowhere, where moreover for whatever reason a lot of the ordinary restaurants had closed. no idea how they manage to attract ample customers here to keep theirselves above water. all i can say is that the cheeseburgers they sell are delicious. if this is already enough to successfully operate a business i should think about changing the branch.